Even from a metre away, I could feel the anger and magic radiating off of Flavia. She was fierce and terrifying but also vulnerable and desperate.
Carefully, I stepped closer to her but she held out her hand.
“Don’t.” Her face contorted with pain and tears streamed down her cheek. Her magic carved intricate patterns in her skin, starting at her hands and moving up to her arms. She glowed blue as she struggled to get herself under control and I didn’t blame her. I knew she was replacing the man we just saw with Sim in her head.
“Flavia…” I reached out to her but she flinched away.
The magic crackled as it sought a way out for another couple of moments. Just when I thought she was going to lose herself in her pain, she drew a big breath. In an impressive display of self-control, the magi
